Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, but I think that we already know this.
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Tome passes slowly for Team 7, and the month of March creeps up on Sakura. Sakura's parents are gone away for a short, three-day vacation. White Valentine's Day is upon us all!
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Sakura slowly opened her eyes quickly, and slammed her fist down on her alarm clock. The loud beeping abruptly stopped, and Sakura yawed loudly. She began to wearily get out of bed, but suddenly stopped and slid back down under her sheets.
'No training today! Kakashi cancelled!' she thought happily, snuggling back down into her pillow. 'It's White Valentine's! What a day this is going to be,' she continued, trying to put herself back to sleep. Suddenly, her eyes popped open as a savory smell tingled her nose.
"What?" she mumbled, sitting back up. "Mom and Dad aren't supposed to be home," she said groggily as she stood up and wrapped her housecoat around her body. She opened her door and stepped into the hallway, heading towards the kitchen. She reached the doorway and stopped.
"Good morning, Sakura-chan!" said Naruto from the stove. He quickly tore off his oven-mitts and ran over to her, hugging her tightly around the waist and giving her a peck on the cheek. She shoved his away quickly as her robe began to rub open.
"Naruto! What the hell are you doing here?" she shrieked. "How did you get in my house?"
"Well, I wanted to do something real nice for White Valentine's, but your door was locked. It was really cold outside, so I kind of pried open a window," he said sheepishly as he went back to his cooking. Sakura sighed.
"Fine, whatever. What are you making?" she asked, peering over his shoulder.
"No, Sakura-chan! Don't look, it's a surprise!" hissed Naruto, gently shoving Sakura away.
"Fine then, I'm going to get dressed," she said, trundling back to her room. Since there was no training that day, she went with a different outfit. She decided to wear a tight black sweater and white Capri's (with little red hearts up the side). She tied her hair back with her Konoha hitae-ate, and headed back towards the kitchen.
"Perfect timing, it's ready!" said Naruto cheerfully, carrying a tray over to the table. He had made everything look nice- the boy had put a single white rose in a glass vase, and lit two little candles. Sakura ogled at the display as she sat down.
"Wow, Naruto- great job!" she said. Naruto placed a plate down in front of her and pecked her again on the cheek.
"Anything for my Sakura-chan!" he said happily. Sakura looked down at her plate. A small pile of scrambled eggs, a stack of three heart-shaped pancakes, four strips of bacon, and a piece of heart-shaped toast were piled on the plate neatly, and a fancy wine glass was filled with orange juice sat off to the side. Sakura started off with the bacon, but her eyes widened and soon she was scarfing down the whole meal.
"Wow, Naruto! You are such a great cook!" she said excitedly between mouthfuls of pancake. "I only thought that you made ramen!"
"I took a recipe book from the library," he said, pulling up a chair on the other side of the table. "I was up all night making sure that I had the right ingredients." Sakura finished her meal and smiled sweetly at him, and gave him a quick hug.
"Thank you," she said happily.
"What do you want to do now?" he asked hopefully.
"You know, I think I'll go for a little walk," Sakura said as she pulled on her tan coat and wrapped a light purple scarf around her neck. "I should get a little bit of exercise."
"I'll see you later then!" said Naruto from the kitchen. "I have to do the dishes!"
"Oh, Naruto, I'll do them later," Sakura said sympathetically.
"No, I insist! You go and have a good time!" Naruto said, gently shoving her out the door. Sakura stood on her porch, perplexed.
'You know what? My parents would kill me if I let Naruto in our house,' she thought as she strolled down the driveway and towards town.
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Tome passes slowly for Team 7, and the month of March creeps up on Sakura. Sakura's parents are gone away for a short, three-day vacation. White Valentine's Day is upon us all!
* * *
Sakura slowly opened her eyes quickly, and slammed her fist down on her alarm clock. The loud beeping abruptly stopped, and Sakura yawed loudly. She began to wearily get out of bed, but suddenly stopped and slid back down under her sheets.
'No training today! Kakashi cancelled!' she thought happily, snuggling back down into her pillow. 'It's White Valentine's! What a day this is going to be,' she continued, trying to put herself back to sleep. Suddenly, her eyes popped open as a savory smell tingled her nose.
"What?" she mumbled, sitting back up. "Mom and Dad aren't supposed to be home," she said groggily as she stood up and wrapped her housecoat around her body. She opened her door and stepped into the hallway, heading towards the kitchen. She reached the doorway and stopped.
"Good morning, Sakura-chan!" said Naruto from the stove. He quickly tore off his oven-mitts and ran over to her, hugging her tightly around the waist and giving her a peck on the cheek. She shoved his away quickly as her robe began to rub open.
"Naruto! What the hell are you doing here?" she shrieked. "How did you get in my house?"
"Well, I wanted to do something real nice for White Valentine's, but your door was locked. It was really cold outside, so I kind of pried open a window," he said sheepishly as he went back to his cooking. Sakura sighed.
"Fine, whatever. What are you making?" she asked, peering over his shoulder.
"No, Sakura-chan! Don't look, it's a surprise!" hissed Naruto, gently shoving Sakura away.
"Fine then, I'm going to get dressed," she said, trundling back to her room. Since there was no training that day, she went with a different outfit. She decided to wear a tight black sweater and white Capri's (with little red hearts up the side). She tied her hair back with her Konoha hitae-ate, and headed back towards the kitchen.
"Perfect timing, it's ready!" said Naruto cheerfully, carrying a tray over to the table. He had made everything look nice- the boy had put a single white rose in a glass vase, and lit two little candles. Sakura ogled at the display as she sat down.
"Wow, Naruto- great job!" she said. Naruto placed a plate down in front of her and pecked her again on the cheek.
"Anything for my Sakura-chan!" he said happily. Sakura looked down at her plate. A small pile of scrambled eggs, a stack of three heart-shaped pancakes, four strips of bacon, and a piece of heart-shaped toast were piled on the plate neatly, and a fancy wine glass was filled with orange juice sat off to the side. Sakura started off with the bacon, but her eyes widened and soon she was scarfing down the whole meal.
"Wow, Naruto! You are such a great cook!" she said excitedly between mouthfuls of pancake. "I only thought that you made ramen!"
"I took a recipe book from the library," he said, pulling up a chair on the other side of the table. "I was up all night making sure that I had the right ingredients." Sakura finished her meal and smiled sweetly at him, and gave him a quick hug.
"Thank you," she said happily.
"What do you want to do now?" he asked hopefully.
"You know, I think I'll go for a little walk," Sakura said as she pulled on her tan coat and wrapped a light purple scarf around her neck. "I should get a little bit of exercise."
"I'll see you later then!" said Naruto from the kitchen. "I have to do the dishes!"
"Oh, Naruto, I'll do them later," Sakura said sympathetically.
"No, I insist! You go and have a good time!" Naruto said, gently shoving her out the door. Sakura stood on her porch, perplexed.
'You know what? My parents would kill me if I let Naruto in our house,' she thought as she strolled down the driveway and towards town.